I come from far away. A long travelled journey. I arrive, but realise it's not my final destination. Instead, I discover I'm at a crossroad. Whichever path I choose will still be the start of another long journey; a new life? A difficult one.
We are in control of our destiny. I'd like to meet the person who said that.
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Friday, March 26, 2010
Good Morning Heartache
"Good morning heartache
You old gloomy sight
Good morning heartache
Thought we said goodbye last night
I turned and tossed until it
seems you heve gone
But here you are with the dawn
Wish I forget you, but
you're here to stay
It seems I met you
When my love went away
Now everyday I stop I'm saying to you
Good morning heartache what's new
Stop haunting me now
Can't shake you nohow
Just leave me alone
I've got those Monday blues
Straight to Sunday blues
Good morning heartache
Here we go again
Good morning heartache
You're the one
Who knows me well
Might as well get use to
you hanging around
Good morning heartache
Sit down..." - Jill Scott
You old gloomy sight
Good morning heartache
Thought we said goodbye last night
I turned and tossed until it
seems you heve gone
But here you are with the dawn
Wish I forget you, but
you're here to stay
It seems I met you
When my love went away
Now everyday I stop I'm saying to you
Good morning heartache what's new
Stop haunting me now
Can't shake you nohow
Just leave me alone
I've got those Monday blues
Straight to Sunday blues
Good morning heartache
Here we go again
Good morning heartache
You're the one
Who knows me well
Might as well get use to
you hanging around
Good morning heartache
Sit down..." - Jill Scott
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
This too shall pass...
"I've achieved so much in life,
but I'm an amateur in love
My bank account is doing just fine but my emotions are bankrupt
My body is nice and strong
but my heart is in a million pieces
When the sun is shining so am I
but when night falls, so do my tears
Sometimes the beat is so loud in my heart that I can barely tell our voices apart
Sometimes the fear is so loud in my head that I can barely hear what God says
But then I hear a whisper that this too shall pass
I hear the angels whisper that this too shall pass
My ancestors whisper that this day will one day be the past
so I walk in faith that this too shall pass
The one that loved me the most
turned around and hurt me the worst
Been doing my best to move on
but the pain just keeps singing me songs
My head and my heart are at war cause love ain't happening the way I want it...
All of a sudden I realized
that it only hurts worst to fight it
So I embrace my shadow and hold on to the morning light
this too shall pass..." - India Arie
but I'm an amateur in love
My bank account is doing just fine but my emotions are bankrupt
My body is nice and strong
but my heart is in a million pieces
When the sun is shining so am I
but when night falls, so do my tears
Sometimes the beat is so loud in my heart that I can barely tell our voices apart
Sometimes the fear is so loud in my head that I can barely hear what God says
But then I hear a whisper that this too shall pass
I hear the angels whisper that this too shall pass
My ancestors whisper that this day will one day be the past
so I walk in faith that this too shall pass
The one that loved me the most
turned around and hurt me the worst
Been doing my best to move on
but the pain just keeps singing me songs
My head and my heart are at war cause love ain't happening the way I want it...
All of a sudden I realized
that it only hurts worst to fight it
So I embrace my shadow and hold on to the morning light
this too shall pass..." - India Arie
Monday, March 01, 2010
Who is it?
Who am I, what I am, who and what I've become are all questions I can't wait to get answers to.
Monday, November 30, 2009
Long way to happy
Her eyes were fixated at the little two birds by the edge of the fountain. One was slightly bigger than the other. She figured there was a familial bond between them – especially when the slightly bigger one tried to bathe the little one. It looked unconditional and simple. One would not venture to presume that such a pure relationship carried a subliminal baggage. It never looks that way from the outside, unless you poke at that baggage and it suddenly jerks open spreading its contents across the floor – which some has seen at airports and train stations. It is always a messy situation that leaves you cringing with embarrassment for the person.
As she sat there, she had a thought(s). At her age, she has come a long way. She’s not necessarily arrogant, but she is extremely proud. She’s is not sane; but I wouldn’t call her insane. She’s not always right; but her instincts are never wrong. Yes, instincts – only she knows how much time and practice it took for her to reach deep within herself and listen… Oh but listening is the easiest part – it’s trusting what you hear that’s a challenge. She likes to think that she’s almost mastered it. Since then, she has been almost right about things in front of her. She began to see the world in a different light. One with plenty of clarity, purity, and color. Although she’s not wise, she’s definitely not unaware. She’s sensitive to the point of taking the whole world on her shoulders and shedding tears endlessly for your pain – but at the same time, she can be strong, aggressive, and determined. She’s a quirky girl, that Iris. She’s unique and one of a kind. You’re lucky to get this far if she lets you because she’s hard to please but sweet to keep.
I needed to write this to remind Iris who she is and what she is to the world. She is special, loving, kind, and generous. She would give you her last penny even if it meant she’ll starve. I always tell her not to allow anyone to say otherwise. She’s a GOOD person. And good people are hard to find.
As I watched her completely mesmerized at the sight of birds, I realized what was going through her mind. At that instant, the contours of her face changed and it looked as though a light bulb has switched inside her head. She looked at me with her brown eyes wide and filled with amazement – and at that moment, I smiled. I knew. I always knew, but I left it for her to realize. To come to the realization that what she hopes for will never change – and although she has been robbed out of it, there is still good in the world. And although it does make you feel alone, you are actually NOT alone. Otherwise, how is the world still turning? And even though she feels like a doormat, a coat hanger, a chair, or a piece of furniture that has been used and abused, it will never last. It’s all in passing is what I keep telling her, and she always smiles back knowingly. Indeed, “this too shall pass.”
I love this girl – not only because she’s my best friend and I look after her, but most importantly, she is a part of me; she is almost me. You may also say that she is the me that I’m trying to be.
As she sat there, she had a thought(s). At her age, she has come a long way. She’s not necessarily arrogant, but she is extremely proud. She’s is not sane; but I wouldn’t call her insane. She’s not always right; but her instincts are never wrong. Yes, instincts – only she knows how much time and practice it took for her to reach deep within herself and listen… Oh but listening is the easiest part – it’s trusting what you hear that’s a challenge. She likes to think that she’s almost mastered it. Since then, she has been almost right about things in front of her. She began to see the world in a different light. One with plenty of clarity, purity, and color. Although she’s not wise, she’s definitely not unaware. She’s sensitive to the point of taking the whole world on her shoulders and shedding tears endlessly for your pain – but at the same time, she can be strong, aggressive, and determined. She’s a quirky girl, that Iris. She’s unique and one of a kind. You’re lucky to get this far if she lets you because she’s hard to please but sweet to keep.
I needed to write this to remind Iris who she is and what she is to the world. She is special, loving, kind, and generous. She would give you her last penny even if it meant she’ll starve. I always tell her not to allow anyone to say otherwise. She’s a GOOD person. And good people are hard to find.
As I watched her completely mesmerized at the sight of birds, I realized what was going through her mind. At that instant, the contours of her face changed and it looked as though a light bulb has switched inside her head. She looked at me with her brown eyes wide and filled with amazement – and at that moment, I smiled. I knew. I always knew, but I left it for her to realize. To come to the realization that what she hopes for will never change – and although she has been robbed out of it, there is still good in the world. And although it does make you feel alone, you are actually NOT alone. Otherwise, how is the world still turning? And even though she feels like a doormat, a coat hanger, a chair, or a piece of furniture that has been used and abused, it will never last. It’s all in passing is what I keep telling her, and she always smiles back knowingly. Indeed, “this too shall pass.”
I love this girl – not only because she’s my best friend and I look after her, but most importantly, she is a part of me; she is almost me. You may also say that she is the me that I’m trying to be.
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Take me for me
The streets are paved with gold
My heart has oversold
My mind is a train wreck
Oh, how the world seems such a trek
I drink coffee that is black
But my body still seems to slack
My hair is woven into a thick mess
My eyes have been shaped as almond windows
My lips are equivalent to a speakerphone
But even though my hands are small,
My hips not,
And even though I am not intensive
I've been told I'm aggressive...
31-07-2009 - Vapiano, Great Portland Street
My heart has oversold
My mind is a train wreck
Oh, how the world seems such a trek
I drink coffee that is black
But my body still seems to slack
My hair is woven into a thick mess
My eyes have been shaped as almond windows
My lips are equivalent to a speakerphone
But even though my hands are small,
My hips not,
And even though I am not intensive
I've been told I'm aggressive...
31-07-2009 - Vapiano, Great Portland Street
Sunday, November 01, 2009
Memory, why so harsh?
Memory, memory, why can you be so bitter?
The thought of you makes me jitter
Oh memory, do you ever quit?
Just the sight of you turns me into grit
You play so well with sights and sounds
It chases me all day and night in rounds
Your face is submerged with pain and acid
The sight of it makes me feel far from placid
Where do we go from here?
Because I can’t stand you so near
My mind twists and turns
Yes, I know it’s what your ego yearns
Would you not care to give some of us a break?
Or is your one and only job to see us ache?
Please do go away and grant us rest
Otherwise, in my mind you will be pressed
Be a good boy and run along
Before you feel the full force of pain so strong
I am sick and tired of you lurking around
You give me a stomach ache and a frown
Seriously, go away and leave me in peace
Because of you my life may cease
Why are women often haunted by you?
To think of all the things you’ve put them through!
What’s the secret you demon?
Do you actually think you’re God’s gift to women?
Go away before I commit a crime
For I am weak and can’t afford lose of time
So be a good boy and run along
Before you feel the full force of pain so strong.
The thought of you makes me jitter
Oh memory, do you ever quit?
Just the sight of you turns me into grit
You play so well with sights and sounds
It chases me all day and night in rounds
Your face is submerged with pain and acid
The sight of it makes me feel far from placid
Where do we go from here?
Because I can’t stand you so near
My mind twists and turns
Yes, I know it’s what your ego yearns
Would you not care to give some of us a break?
Or is your one and only job to see us ache?
Please do go away and grant us rest
Otherwise, in my mind you will be pressed
Be a good boy and run along
Before you feel the full force of pain so strong
I am sick and tired of you lurking around
You give me a stomach ache and a frown
Seriously, go away and leave me in peace
Because of you my life may cease
Why are women often haunted by you?
To think of all the things you’ve put them through!
What’s the secret you demon?
Do you actually think you’re God’s gift to women?
Go away before I commit a crime
For I am weak and can’t afford lose of time
So be a good boy and run along
Before you feel the full force of pain so strong.
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Saturday, September 19, 2009
You're a big girl now.
Our conversation was short and sweet
It nearly swept me off-a my feet
And I'm back in the rain oh oh
And you're on dry land
You made it there somehow
You're a big girl now.
Bird on the horizon sitting on the fence
He's singing his song for me at his own expense
And I'm just like that bird oh oh
Singing just for you
I hope that you can hear
Hear me singing through these tears.
Time is a jet plane it moves so fast
Oh but what a shame if all we've shared can't last
I can change I swear oh oh
See what you can do
I can make it through
You can make it too.
Love is so simple to quote a phrase
You've known it all the time I'm learning it these days
Oh I know where I can find you oh oh
In somebody's room
It's a price I had to pay
You're a big girl all the way.
A change in the weather is known to be extreme
But what's the sense of changing horses in midstream ?
I'm going out of my mind oh oh
With a pain that stops and starts
Like a corkscrew to my heart
Ever since we've been apart.
Bob Dylan
It nearly swept me off-a my feet
And I'm back in the rain oh oh
And you're on dry land
You made it there somehow
You're a big girl now.
Bird on the horizon sitting on the fence
He's singing his song for me at his own expense
And I'm just like that bird oh oh
Singing just for you
I hope that you can hear
Hear me singing through these tears.
Time is a jet plane it moves so fast
Oh but what a shame if all we've shared can't last
I can change I swear oh oh
See what you can do
I can make it through
You can make it too.
Love is so simple to quote a phrase
You've known it all the time I'm learning it these days
Oh I know where I can find you oh oh
In somebody's room
It's a price I had to pay
You're a big girl all the way.
A change in the weather is known to be extreme
But what's the sense of changing horses in midstream ?
I'm going out of my mind oh oh
With a pain that stops and starts
Like a corkscrew to my heart
Ever since we've been apart.
Bob Dylan
Thursday, September 10, 2009
My personal attempt
"Do not have any attachments, do not have anything in your life you are not willing to walk out on in 30 seconds flat if you spot the heat around the corner."
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